posted on Jun, 12 2009 @ 01:59 AM
I guess this is the right place, dreams and such.
Well for good friends of mine, i'm know as "The one that does not sleep".
I'm looking into good drugs such as Ambien to help sleep, from Night terrors to just plain insomnia, I can't for the life of me seem to be able to
The last dream I had though, was an atheistic dream, you can tell by my avatar i'm atheist.
I've always rejoiced if you will, of my atheism, it's enlightened, made me appreciate life, but then a dream pops up and makes you go back to the
So here is.
I was sitting in a classroom, full of teachers and a student at the board, (didnt' seem to weird for me) I was sitting there, listening, although I
dream in black and white with no sound, so telepathy dream if you will. All of the sudden a rock hits a classmate next to me dead, my first respone
was 'ME!" what if I had died, it wouldve been game over. So with this 1 second epiphany, I jumped out of the room, and ran out the door, dodging
anything in my way with "godspeed' if you will.
Running down the halls, out the door, phew made it out, and am still alive. What now I pondered, well I just watched someone die, and it's game over
for them, then I went and it kind of blurred out as I started to awaken, I went on accomplishing all my goals in the future I could see in the
I woke up feeling oneiric, and disturbed, the fear of dying had consumed me so much, and so intensely that I could hardly breathe, and almost went
into a panic attack right there. It was that, shake you up for the whole day and maybe the next day, type of dream, although i'll say the feelings
were much more profound then my wording in this thread, that caught me.
To add, i'm not afraid of death, as I feel there is no need to be afraid of something that's natural, and is inevitable.
Though Why did I feel in a dream it was evitable ( I guess thats how you put it! ) and that I must do all I could to evade it.
For external issues, I'll add, My Dad died on Nov 6 2:00am 2008. My Mom has cancer. My Grandma is 80, and every woman in my family has died at 81,
(odd I know but statistics will create a trend sooner or later). My other grandmother died on Y2K the moment the ball hit, it's all in another thread
So death has been a recent thing for me.
My main emotional struggle has been, wanting there to be a God, a divine being that promises me eternity, and knowing that this is just ridiculous
talk. I want it to be real, but my senses and logic, disagree totally with it.
Can anyone explain something I can't see, because hopefully if I can stop these terrible night terrors and the many others, I can not need drugs to
fall asleep! Or have a good nights rest for once in many, many years.